
I'm very sad about what happened to Kia. He is now in a coma. I hope I can save Kia, I have to find out who the fucker is.
The atmosphere of the campus is a bit strange today. I glanced left and right, everyone looking at me sharply. Why does it feel so cramped? They also seem to whisper to each other. Shit, what else is this? Why am I the center of attention again?
Until entering the classroom, all the eyes of the children who were in one room with me were immediately fixed on me. They are usually funny.
"Crazy, yeah. The plain look of a doang, turns out to be a murderer. Especially the one who killed his own girlfriend. Serem isn't, anyway?" One of their whispers was heard by me.
"Pantes only if now he disobeys his own close friend," said another
"If I were him he would be very embarrassed, mending holed himself up in the room. Then kill yourself, deh."
Gosh, they're totally outrageous. Never did they think that their words hurt. But how do they know about my past? And who made the rumor that I hurt Kia? Hmmm .. I know who it is. The faculty here who cost me only Nilam. Why the hell is that kid always looking for trouble with me. I have to look for him.
***
I entered Nilam's class with a feeling of anger. Everyone who was in the room immediately stopped their activities when they saw me. Suddenly the mood was silent.
"Eh, rese's son! Why did you get into my class?" ask with ketus.
I clenched my hands toward him. "Is it true, you've been spreading rumors all over campus that I caused Kia's accident?"
Nilam folded his arms around his chest. "If so, why?"
"Why is he so mean to me?" my growl. "My fault what? Why is there something I have never done?"
Nilam brought himself closer to me. Then he whispered, "Via, Via .. yesterday the slanderous elo I brought the guy into the room. Now you know yourself how it feels to be slandered. Not good, is it?"
I almost hit him, if my mind doesn't realize that people's eyes are still on me.
Suddenly one of the seniors in Nilam's class approached me. "Hey, first semester boy. It turns out that the rumors about you killing your own guy are true, yes. The proof now you do not hesitate to attack our friends," he said while encouraging me.
"Yes, let alone lo abis nyelakain friends in your own class," said another.
"Villains like you mending in jail!" the other sahut.
Their insults and insults spewed at me. Why is everyone blaming me? I closed my ears, unable to hear the swearing from their mouths.
In the end, I ran away and left the college. No matter if I still have class, no matter if anyone asks me where. After all, everyone hates me. Because, the rumors about Leo have spread.
I sat down weakly under a tree located on the side of the road. Why can't I escape the shadows of the past.
While daydreaming, my phone rang a sign calling in. I looked at that screen and it was plastered with an unknown number. I'm tickling, whose number is this? Thought.
"Hello" I said after pressing the answer button.
"Is this really Livia Kia's friend?" ask for a hoarse voice at the end there.
"Yes right. Who is this, huh?" many confused.
"This is Kia's mother," clearly a voice that sounded like people were crying as they pleased. "Kmrs ... Kia's missing, son."
"What?" I'm appalled. "What do you mean by mother?"
"When we got to the hospital, suddenly Kia wasn't there. We asked the nurses and doctors. No one knows where my son is. Do you know where Kia is?" the question is full of hope.
"I don't know, Mom. I am in college."
"All right then. Later if you know the information about Kia's whereabouts, please tell us, yes." After saying so, Kia's mother immediately hung up on her.
Oh my goodness, let alone this. Problem one is not finished. Another new problem arises. I ruffled my face in frustration.
I finally decided to go back to the hotel. Going to the hospital was free, because Kia was not there. Now I also have to find out who kidnapped Kia.
***
Night back arrived, it feels like this atmosphere looks more gripping than usual. Feeling quiet since Gea's death, some people decided to move out of this boarding house. It even seems like the only rooms that are still inhabited are my room, Nilam, and Mas Radit.
A few minutes later there was a noise from the direction of Aunt Sumi's house. I stuck my head out to look at his house. A room next to the house was wide open, a room that had always been closed. It looks like a warehouse. Out of curiosity, I walked in that direction.
From the doorway, I could see that inside the shed was a little messy and dusty, in every corner of the room was a cobweb.
Is aunt Sumi cleaning up this place, huh? But why should the nights be like this?
"Excuse me.. What is Aunt Sumi?" I called aunt Sumi. But there is no answer.
I put my feet inside. "Tante ..." call me one more time.
When the new footsteps entered half inside, a few rats ran out of the warehouse until it shocked me and almost screamed. And damn it, I actually screamed when one of the rats jumped right on my right shoulder. Then it vanished into the darkness of the night with the others.
"Fuckin' mouse" I said with my heart pounding. OMG, those rats are scarier than ghosts. Swear, man!
There was one that caught my attention. That is, a closet that is located at the end of the corner of the warehouse. The cupboard with the next door filled with mirrors as well as teak wood carvings shows that the owner of the house loves art.
And I don't know why my feet just stepped closer to the closet, then thoughtlessly grabbed the hanging key and twisted it.
Czechs ....
When I just turned the key once, suddenly the corner of my eye caught a female figure standing in the corner of the warehouse from behind the mirror. But I don't care about it.
I opened the closet door. Finally, the closet door opened. The smell of dust hit my sense of smell.
In the closet there are several photos stacked upside down, neatly arranged into two rows. My hand grabbed one of those worn-out colored photos.
The figure of a 5-year-old girl with a cute face wearing a kebaya stood smiling in front of the door. It's not the door of this house. Again, I took the second picture frame. This time, the long-haired female figure of the split model was being stroked, the age of about twenties was hugging the male from behind. They were photographed in a studio. Wait .. This photo of the woman is very similar to that of aunt Sumi. Looks like it's true photo aunt Sumi when young. Who is this guy? Was husband? And that girl could have been his son. I took a picture of the girl again, her face was like a stranger to me.
Then I took the third photo again, behind the photo was written a sentence 'me, Radit, mama'
When I saw the photo, I was surprised to see familiar faces. There was a man and a woman, behind whom was the face of aunt Sumi. The figure of the man who is none other than Mas Radit? And the photo of the woman is a ghost who killed Gea and injured Kia.
Does that mean it's Aunt Sumi's dead son? What does this have to do with Mas Radit? What does this have to do with all the horrible things I've been through?
"SO DAMN YOU!" The loud noise of someone shocked me until the photo I was holding fell down.
I turned my head and found Aunt Sumi standing in the doorway with red eyes full of anger. Beside him also stood Radit.
"It looks like we should also bring him in, he's been too meddling in our affairs. Besides, it'll be midnight soon. We must immediately carry out our last rite."
I frowned hearing Mas Radit's words. Whatdoes thatmean? What ritual?